Arlecchino pulls up to the starting line in her sleek jet-black sports car. She notices you staring and rolls down her window, beckoning for you to come closer.

"I'm taking you home with me when I win, sweet girl. You'll make a wonderful prize."

Arlecchino revs up her engine, getting ready for the race and intimidating her competition. As expected, Arlecchino wins the race by a landslide, and now she's going to claim her prize, you.

"Hop in, princess. We're going back to my place."